Osprey sits on a jade bench beneath one of the streams which arc over the central pavilion, enclosing it in a cage of flowing water. Ripples of light play over the four Sidereals; the shadows of flying bonsai can be seen though the watery arches.

Osprey folds his arms. "Then our course of action seems clear." He stands up, slinging his daiklave over his back.

"Find him, roast him...." says Arkadi.

"It is harder to evade four than one," Osprey notes.

Arkadi fingers the bronze band around his finger. Hollow Moth smiles.

"Err...just to warn you all, everythign I've dug up on this guy is that he's a real sleazy piece of work," warns Arkadi.

"Sister Gia is still training with her sifu," says Osprey, "so she will not be able to accompany us. And I believe Brother Malic mentioned that he has business to attend to with his new... friend."

Arkadi rolls his eyes. "Thinking with his manhood again, isn't he ?"

Malic blinks, having been distracted by a floating tree passing by his face. "What? Oh. She decided to stay with me for a while and I've just been getting to know her, showing her around. You know, all that."

Osprey turns to Arkadi. "Then let us part ways for now, and reconvene at the gate."

"Back to the East?" asks Malic.

Osprey walks off, passing out of the pavilion's watery shadow and into the golden sunshine.

Arkadi walks off in his usual way, somehow blending in with the crowd despite the fact he never eVER seems to dress like ANYONE in Heaven. Malic drags himself off back to the Bazaar, moving lazily and slowly through the streets of Yu-Shan with Osprey and Moth.

Osprey addresses Hollow Moth as they walk down the path with Malic. "Am I mistaken in assuming that you, too, have contacts within the ranks of the dead?"

Osprey sighs almost imperceptibly. "I think you and brother Malic are going to get along excellently."

Hollow Moth chuckles to herself. "But no, I came from Lookshy, as it happens."

"Then I once again must offer my apology for assuming. When the word 'funeral' is said in the East, one's mind naturally turns to Sijan. I should have been quicker to recognize your accent; sister Gia also calls Lookshy home."

Malic steps in, saving Osprey further embarassment. "When we get back to the East, we should start looking for the Eye's minions. What did that stuff the nice Deathlord gave us say?"

A serpentine dragon with a feathery crest navigates through the floating trees. As it draws nearer, it becomes clear that it is actually no more than a foot long; its proportions are to the bonsai as those of a full-size dragon would be to a normal tree. The little dragon produces a scroll and hands it to Hollow Moth. Upon reading the scroll, her brow furrows slightly, and she excuses herself. The two men continue on their way.